[Jackie doesn't mind Constantin's enthusiasm for, well, everything so far. It's endearing and makes him easy to be around. Especially when he's finding fun in teasing him about how things might be in the world he comes from.

So far he's just very impressed by how well Constantin is adjusting to a place like this. He's weirdly proud of him for it.]

I promise you if I drink anymore, the flattery will keep coming, but the language might change.

[He's automatically leading the way to his own unit, the bottle he'd taken from the bar for the road brought to his lips for a nice swing before he hands it off to Constantin to hold so he can let the two of them inside. Doesn't take more than a moment before he's inviting him inside and ushering him directly to his room since he's unsure if his room mate has anyone over. But, once in the quiet of his new bedroom (still feels odd calling it that), he takes a seat at the edge of it, waiting to see if Constantin has the balance to make it over to him.]

How much do you trust your constitution right now?